Sparta climbed to his feet from the ground, looking somewhat battered. His fingertips brushed the fresh gash at his brow as he tilted his head toward Jayce and the other two.
After taking a brutal beating in such a short time, aside from Jayce, the elite warrior, Digger and Kaden had barely managed to hurt him.
All those punches combined were not as effective as a single punch from Jayce.
Sparta rolled his neck and shook out his arms, producing a series of cracks as he eased the soreness running through his body.
"Your punches are still strong and powerful, sir. As for you two... I won't comment."
"Put some more force into it. I can still take it."
He patted his chest, signaling that he was fine.
Seeing that Sparta was unharmed, Jayce and the other two exchanged looks. Without needing to say a word, they charged at him again in mutual understanding.
Even after suffering quite a few losses, Sparta still chose to meet them head-on.
He bent his legs slightly, lowered his center of gravity, and tensed his muscles. With a bang, cracks spread across the ground as he shot toward the three of them at high speed.
Sparta's fist collided with Jayce's in midair, unleashing a visible shockwave. Their fists locked together in a stalemate.
Digger's fist came in from the side at a tricky angle, but Sparta raised his left arm and blocked it with his elbow.
Kaden tried to launch a sneak attack from the other side.
Sparta suddenly released his force and twisted aside. Jayce's fist grazed past his cheek from inertia, while Sparta violently raised his right leg and sent Kaden flying with a fierce front kick.
His free right hand seized Digger by the hair and yanked him downward while his